Leaving A Sword

"Tuoba Ye, shut your trap!" The grim-looking Glazed Titan disciple was fuming.

Yue Feiyan was like a dreamy goddess for many disciples of the Glazed Titan Sect. Even this particular disciple, who was a formidable disciple of the Glazed Titan Sect, was very fond of Yue Feiyan.

The thought of his beloved goddess becoming someone else's concubine immediately sent his emotions into a turmoil and caused him to lose his calm, collected rationale.

"Shut up? Just because you asked me to? Ha ha! Don't you have an elder called Yue Kaiming? He was the one that spoke rudely and got smacked till he lost all his teeth." Tuoba Ye mocked him.

"Now, I want to…"

"What did you say?" Luo Yunyang, who was sitting quietly, asked icily.

Strong martialists preyed on the weak, and Luo Yunyang had seen plenty of such cases. Although he had a relationship with the Glazed Titan Sect, he had already discarded those sentiments after leaving the Pure Sun Great Cosmos.